Cielo stood for a bit in the entryway of the library after the doors closed behind him, his dark red tome held in his gloved hands.
Now that he was at the library, his urgency faded away, leaving him listless. He loved libraries, but he really could have spent the day in his room reading the lovely book he had borrowed.
It truly was silly to think that Luka would return to the library, and even if the other did, Cielo would more than likely hastily take his leave. But he was allowed to want and abhor something in equal amounts.
Cielo thought about his sister as he finally took a step forward, heading for the cozy spot by the fireplace. He hoped he would get to see her at dinner time, as much as he knew his presence would compound her sickly state, he was a bit worried about her.
He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the other presence in the enclave with him until he settled on the pelt rug.
